Maddox POV: They stood before me, the four of them with their heads dangled below in shame, including Fay. Especially Fay. I had them strip their clothes off, wearing nothing but their underwear.The room and their bodies were illuminated in red light, sent flickering by a dancing flame sitting upon fire wood in the heart of the chimney.I was angry of course. Armed with a whip which I used to flog every damn foolishness off their bodies, It cracked the air as it lashed on their flesh. My anger burned me even more than it did to them. Some wailed and cried from the pain, the others groaned a little. Fay didn't make a sound. She was the only one not to do so, which annoyed me even more than I am vexed in the first place.I walked up to her slowly, glaring at her eyes. She didn't look aside, neither did she show any fear. She had always been my favorite for her boldness. Although her boldness and her being my favorite underling, were more reasons that she was being punished this t
Kian’s Pov "She belongs to Maddox."William's words were still fresh in my head, replaying every now and then, spinning my thoughts around in a multitude of ways, in multiple directions.Maddox and I have maintained a coexisting relationship for years. I don’t meddle in his affairs, he doesn’t meddle in mine either. However, his claim to Lessie has put a halt to the many years of ceasefire we’ve had.Williams equally told me that Maddox invited me for a meeting concerning the girl whose name I have found out, is Lessia.“Do you need to go? Why don’t you just send her back to him and forget she ever existed. She is a nobody after all.” Williams had suggested, but it was more like a warning. He didn’t want me to break the truce because of some slave girl.It was true that Maddox and I go a long way back, our families as well, and it was a rather troublesome past. But for this reason, I had to meet him. We had successfully stayed out of each other's tracks for years because of how grue
Lessie’s Pov My body floated in mid air. I felt warmth around me all of a sudden as I seemed to be snatched by what I could only describe as a pair of arms. Very muscular arms.My eyes were shut out of the world as I felt myself pulled towards a body that felt familiar. I didn't care, neither did I want to care. I thought I was dead. I thought that was heaven. And I wanted for a while to stay that way forever.Could this have been an angel? I thought in that moment of bliss.—"Are you really such an idiot?" A voice interrupted. "Are you mad?" Do you know how high that up that window is from the floor?"My eyes opened once again, but this time to the face of a man looking quite sternly at me with his lips bowed in a frown. He had such finely shaped features that if he had not started his sentence with an insult I would have blushed at him."Who the hell are you?" I retorted. "Put me down this instant." I said in a commanding tone, which felt like a wrong to do, he looked like a
Lessia's POV I couldn't have possibly been able to count the number of times I had walked across the room that day. I could guess, and it would turn up to a thousand times.A thousand times I had dragged my feet painstakingly across the four corners of the room, and for nothing. Nothing but the damn reason that I was bored out of the far reaches of my mind.After a while I decided to take a stroll around the building. It offered a variety of views that caught my attention. From the paintings on the walls that seemed to come alive just by staring at them, sculptures of werewolves in transformation, to the faces of people who smiled at me on the way.That was by far the most surprising thing I had ever encountered. My heart danced to the rhythm of their voices as they greeted me with an attitude that spelled sunshine and rainbows.On one hand, it made me a bit sick inside. On the other hand, I really did not know how to feel about it. All my life I had been treated and handled by th
Maddox POV: "Why did I let her go? How stupid could I be? How did a man like Kian manipulate me into giving into him?" It had been a while since I was this angry. I felt not just like a fool but like a childish one with no bearing on what to with himself and what not to do.Only a fool would have fallen for the cheap stunt he pulled on me.My mind continuously went on a back and forth trip to the day of the meeting and the more it did the more I felt more embarrassed of the fool I had felt myself to be.If only there was a way to turn back the hands of time so I could go back and relive that day. If only. But sadly no such thing existed. If it did, Lessia would have of course still have been within the whims of my power doing my bidding.Deep down, a cold hand seemed to play freely with the strings of my soul, playing a song I didn't want to admit I heard. To admit that deep down, I kind of missed her. But I wouldn't have admitted it even if I was to die if I didn't.The fire in t
Kian's POV: "What do you want?" I asked, noticing just how intensely she was staring at me. Around us seemed to exist an invisible circle of sexual tension that squeezed us closer into the embrace of each other.Her eyes never seemed to dangle away from the strip of towel that welded around my waist. It was hard to determine whether or not I was to be uncomfortable with her behavior, as I equally felt like dragging her into the bed with me.Just staring at her, wild thoughts clouded my mind. I wanted to be all over her. To hear her breathing change when my tongue circles around her nipples.I wanted to know what both sets of her lips taste like, how her moans sounded like.I wanted to have her on her knees in front of me with the evidence of my pleasure all over her face and a fulfilled look in her eyes.Lessia had come into my life in less than a month, but I suddenly couldn’t imagine what my life would look like without her in it.There was a hole, a void that suddenly appeared an
Lessia's POV: I had not even the faintest idea what Kian was talking about. But I didn't want to spend my time thinking about it. Laying on the bed, all I could think about at then was how close our bodies were back in the room. So close that our lips almost brushed upon each other in a number of times.I felt a different kind of emotion, it was new. With Maddox, I was used to feeling pain, pain with a dab of pleasure extracted from it.However, with Kian, I felt different, like he cared for me, like he was drawn to me.It made my toes curl up just thinking about it. Inside of me danced a euphoria that nearly exploded right through my head when I remembered how lightly he kissed my forehead.How in total control of himself he was, when even I myself wanted nothing more but for him to throw me on the bed and fuck me to the moon and back.It was really all strange to me to find someone like that. Everybody else I know would have taken advantage of me. But he didn't. Even if I want
Lessia's POV "You slut!" Started the letter on a sour word. "In that tiny little head of yours, you might think you're free from me and my wrath. But I assure you, you wench. I assure you that you're in fact not. You belong to me, whether or not you choose to believe it. Your pussy is mine to keep. Everything about your body is mine to keep. And even Kian will not be able to—"I stopped reading and tossed the letter away. My body cringed as I felt goosebumps all over it. I held myself with both my arms. A rush of bad memories filled up my head space for at the period. I suddenly felt the urge to throw up.From my reaction, Janet was able to tell that I was not okay. I didn’t want to bother her with anything, she had been nothing but kind to me since Kian assigned her to me. I didn’t want to make her worry, but it was already too late."What happened?" She asked, with a worried filled tone, a bit of franticness on her voice. "What was written on the letter?"She was about to pick